The beam pierces through Henry's shoulder, causing his right arm to go limp and his sword to fall to the ground. It takes him a second to even notice the now smoldering wound. He looks at it for a second and frowns.

"Hey! That's totally not cool. Burn wounds are lame, they don't even bleed that much! I'm starting to find this battle a bit DRAINING!"

Henry thrusts his still working arm in the air and glows purple as he casts Drain.